Well...the dr and nutritionist at Duke said feed him like a regular baby. That means beginning little bits of table food. Up to tonight, Riley has flicked the table foods off his tray and refused them. He even refuses cheerios.
Tonight, after He, Mema, Granddaddy and I went to a funeral visitation, we went to Pizza Hut for dinner (Granddaddy's pick). Riley ate all the baby food I brought and wanted more more more. I gave him a little tiny bit of pizza. He stared at it for a moment...and then picked it up, at which point I was fully expecting him to flick it away, but he ATE it.
Then wanted more.
It's not the best quality because its from my phone, but check him out! (i love the mmm..yum yum yum sounds)
Last night...Riley decided he was going to pull himself up on the couch. I didn't grab my camera to begin with because truthfully, I thought "yeah right".
But he scooted over to it, got himself in a sitting position, got up on his knees, turned and grabbed a little truck toy, set it up on the couch, then pulled himself right up and began to play with the toy on the couch.
So much for what I know huh?!
The end result of all his hardwork
Then he fell on his bottom, but that didn't seem to dampen his mood about it!